Job 7 (TRV)
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| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] “Is there not an appointed time for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired servant? |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] Like a servant who earnestly desires the shade, and like a hired servant who looks for his wages, |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] So am I made to inherit months of emptiness, and miserable nights have been appointed to me. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] When I lie down I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be over?’ Then I am full of tossing back and forth until the dawn. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] My flesh is covered with worms and chunks of dust; my skin is cracked, and has become sickening. |
| - | * 7 | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] “My days are faster than a weaver’s shuttle, and are concluded without hope. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] O remember that my life is wind! My eye will no longer see good. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] The eye of him that has seen me will see me no longer; your eyes are upon me, then I am gone. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] As the cloud disappears and fades away, so likewise he that goes down to the grave will not come up. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:10 (TRV)|10]] He will never again revisit to his house, nor will his place know him anymore. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] “Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] Am I a sea, or a whale, that you set a guard over me? |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me, my couch will alleviate my suffering,’ |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] Then You scare me with dreams, and terrify me with visions, |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:15 (TRV)|15]] So that my soul chooses strangling and death instead of my life. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] I hate it, I will not always live. Leave me alone, because my days are so empty. |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] “What is man, that You should exult him, and that You should set Your heart on him? |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] and that You should visit him every morning, and test him every moment? |
| - | * | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] How long will You not depart from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my dribble? |
| - | * 21 And why do You not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? As for now I will sleep in the dust, and You will seek me in the morning but I will no longer be.” | + | * [[Job 7:1 (TRV)|1]] I have sinned, what can I do to You, O protector of men? Why have You set me as Your target, so that I am a burden to myself? |
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| + | * [[Job 7:21 (TRV)|21]] And why do You not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? As for now I will sleep in the dust, and You will seek me in the morning but I will no longer be.” | ||
==See Also== | ==See Also== | ||
* [[Job 7]] | * [[Job 7]] | ||
Revision as of 08:10, 30 July 2012
- 1 “Is there not an appointed time for man on earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired servant?
- 1 Like a servant who earnestly desires the shade, and like a hired servant who looks for his wages,
- 1 So am I made to inherit months of emptiness, and miserable nights have been appointed to me.
- 1 When I lie down I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be over?’ Then I am full of tossing back and forth until the dawn.
- 1 My flesh is covered with worms and chunks of dust; my skin is cracked, and has become sickening.
- 1 “My days are faster than a weaver’s shuttle, and are concluded without hope.
- 1 O remember that my life is wind! My eye will no longer see good.
- 1 The eye of him that has seen me will see me no longer; your eyes are upon me, then I am gone.
- 1 As the cloud disappears and fades away, so likewise he that goes down to the grave will not come up.
- 10 He will never again revisit to his house, nor will his place know him anymore.
- 1 “Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
- 1 Am I a sea, or a whale, that you set a guard over me?
- 1 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me, my couch will alleviate my suffering,’
- 1 Then You scare me with dreams, and terrify me with visions,
- 15 So that my soul chooses strangling and death instead of my life.
- 1 I hate it, I will not always live. Leave me alone, because my days are so empty.
- 1 “What is man, that You should exult him, and that You should set Your heart on him?
- 1 and that You should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
- 1 How long will You not depart from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my dribble?
- 1 I have sinned, what can I do to You, O protector of men? Why have You set me as Your target, so that I am a burden to myself?
- 21 And why do You not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? As for now I will sleep in the dust, and You will seek me in the morning but I will no longer be.”
